I thought I was moving in exponentials. Things blurred or bent in me, like a dance between chaos and order. No. We all move a notch on this sprocket, the specifics of which I will never be able to shake.… more
I thought I was moving in exponentials. Things blurred or bent in me, like a dance between chaos and order. No. We all move a notch on this sprocket, the specifics of which I will never be able to shake.… more
David’s no hero for beating some guy named John; square him off against Goliath, though, and heart makes history.… more
A short glimpse at a long generational dealing with addiction.… more
“He twisted and rolled the pebble between his fingers, staring straight ahead at the black pig, lying tied to a post sunk in bone grey dirt in the middle of the field… more
“Before I knew what I was doing, I chucked the banana. A lifetime of frustration with this team boiled over in that instant… more
A piece of the full interview in BULL #3 – Gurganus on fathers, sons, and the Olympic relay that is the fallen world… more
“The world consists, as far as the son can tell, with things he can and things he cannot fit into his mouth. The son will grow up, and eventually stop putting things in his mouth, but the attitude will remain essentially unchanged… more
“Our glowing backyard bristles with life and color and promise. ‘Doesn’t the sight of it make you happy? Think how lucky we are to have all this in the world today… more